Date: August 14, 1958
Location: Cheyenne, Wyoming
Time: 9:21 AM
Railroad: Union Pacific
Stephanie stopped her train in the yards when she saw Mirage, and Jeff with a few other ponies.
Stephanie: *Gets out of engine* Hi guys.
Mirage: We're going to miss toi Stephanie.
Stylo: It was fun working with you.
Metal Gloss: Especially with that one train toi two worked on with that baseball landing on one of your cars.
Stylo: Oh shut up.
Stephanie: *Laughs*
Hawkeye: *Walks into the yards* Hey, listen up. I just got back from Pete's office, and he's saying that two engineers on our railway died in a crash.
Stylo: When will they learn not to pass red signals?
Hawkeye: Well they can't now. They're dead.
Metal Gloss: So what's going to happen?
Hawkeye: Pete tried to find some other ponies, but all he could find was a griffon. He doesn't want any of us to cause any uh, *Clears throat* Disturbances, and vice versa.
Mirage: What does that mean?
Gordon: That means this griffon is not going to get along with us easily.
For once, Gordon was right about something.
The griffon met everypony at the station platform.
Griffon: *Staring at ponies* Not bad. I've seen worse. At least toi smell nice.
Ponies: *Offended*
Griffon: It's not your fault. toi ponies are not as superior as us griffons. We all have wings, unlike 66% of your population, and we don't need magic to get things done. plus importantly, we have claws that are similar to hands, so we can grab things easily. toi have to fuck around with your hooves to carry stuff.
Pete: I think we get the picture. I didn't hire toi to insult us. I hired toi to drive trains. Now get to the yards, and drive a frieght train to Omaha.
Griffon: Whatever toi say sir.
Pete: As for the rest of you, get back to work.
Ponies: Yes sir.
But instead of going back to work, they met up par Snowflake's tower in the yards, and talked about the griffon.
Gordon: This griffon is going to be a problem.
Wilson: No kidding.
Ike: He never should talked to us like that.
Jeff: We gotta teach him a lesson.
Percy: The question is, how do we do it?
Hawkeye: I got an idea. We'll get two buckets that say grease, right?
Jeff: Okay.
Hawkeye: One of the buckets is filled with grease, and the other one is filled with water. We'll put a rag in the bucket with grease, and put it on the tracks that the griffon's train is on. We'll tell him that it helps his engine with traction.
Stylo: Even though it doesn't.
Hawkeye: Exactly. We get the bucket with the water, and get a rag in it, and place it on the tracks one of our trains will be on, suivant to the griffon's.
Stephanie: *Laughs*
Nicole: That's a great idea.
Hawkeye: Let's do it as soon as we get the chance.
2 B Continued
Location: Cheyenne, Wyoming
Time: 9:21 AM
Railroad: Union Pacific
Stephanie stopped her train in the yards when she saw Mirage, and Jeff with a few other ponies.
Stephanie: *Gets out of engine* Hi guys.
Mirage: We're going to miss toi Stephanie.
Stylo: It was fun working with you.
Metal Gloss: Especially with that one train toi two worked on with that baseball landing on one of your cars.
Stylo: Oh shut up.
Stephanie: *Laughs*
Hawkeye: *Walks into the yards* Hey, listen up. I just got back from Pete's office, and he's saying that two engineers on our railway died in a crash.
Stylo: When will they learn not to pass red signals?
Hawkeye: Well they can't now. They're dead.
Metal Gloss: So what's going to happen?
Hawkeye: Pete tried to find some other ponies, but all he could find was a griffon. He doesn't want any of us to cause any uh, *Clears throat* Disturbances, and vice versa.
Mirage: What does that mean?
Gordon: That means this griffon is not going to get along with us easily.
For once, Gordon was right about something.
The griffon met everypony at the station platform.
Griffon: *Staring at ponies* Not bad. I've seen worse. At least toi smell nice.
Ponies: *Offended*
Griffon: It's not your fault. toi ponies are not as superior as us griffons. We all have wings, unlike 66% of your population, and we don't need magic to get things done. plus importantly, we have claws that are similar to hands, so we can grab things easily. toi have to fuck around with your hooves to carry stuff.
Pete: I think we get the picture. I didn't hire toi to insult us. I hired toi to drive trains. Now get to the yards, and drive a frieght train to Omaha.
Griffon: Whatever toi say sir.
Pete: As for the rest of you, get back to work.
Ponies: Yes sir.
But instead of going back to work, they met up par Snowflake's tower in the yards, and talked about the griffon.
Gordon: This griffon is going to be a problem.
Wilson: No kidding.
Ike: He never should talked to us like that.
Jeff: We gotta teach him a lesson.
Percy: The question is, how do we do it?
Hawkeye: I got an idea. We'll get two buckets that say grease, right?
Jeff: Okay.
Hawkeye: One of the buckets is filled with grease, and the other one is filled with water. We'll put a rag in the bucket with grease, and put it on the tracks that the griffon's train is on. We'll tell him that it helps his engine with traction.
Stylo: Even though it doesn't.
Hawkeye: Exactly. We get the bucket with the water, and get a rag in it, and place it on the tracks one of our trains will be on, suivant to the griffon's.
Stephanie: *Laughs*
Nicole: That's a great idea.
Hawkeye: Let's do it as soon as we get the chance.
2 B Continued
Pinkamena: (winds up in a dark cave, gloating to herself about never having been caught).
Unfortunately for her, Shining Armor, wanting revenge for poor Twilight, and all the other victims (but mostly Twilight), followed her.
Without warning, Shining Armor began beating the living crap out of her.
Shining Armor: (suddenly stops after punching her face for a full 20 minutes) Wait! Wait! One plus coup de poing will kill you!.. And I won't kill you.
Pinkamena: (nearly dead but somehow still smiling) That somehow means I win!.. I kill.. Go to jail.. Break out.. Kill again!.. Instand revers-
Shining Armor: (annoyed) yes, yes. It's an endless cycle.. But I sore to let the court do their work.. What to do.. (thinking) Hmmmmmm.
To be containued
I just want to end this story so it can be out of the way, and
I can stop overbooking myself.
The suivant jour Trixie knocked on Rarity's door.
Trixie: Well. I did it. I killed them.
Rarity: Oh.. Well. This is awkward... I. kinda.. Changed my mind, and was about to call it off.
Trixie: Oh... I'm still getting paid though right.
Rarity: (sighs) Fine.. (gives her the amount of money she promised too).
Trixie: Thank you. (takes the money). Say. toi have any beer?
Rarity: No. Saten came and took the last one.
Trixie: (excitedly) Saten's still in town?
Rarity: I guess.,
Trixie: Great.. toi know where he might be.. Because I am totally NOT gonna stalk him.
Rarity: (shrugs unsurely)
THE END
Ending theme.
(theme song/Steven King IT)
I can stop overbooking myself.
The suivant jour Trixie knocked on Rarity's door.
Trixie: Well. I did it. I killed them.
Rarity: Oh.. Well. This is awkward... I. kinda.. Changed my mind, and was about to call it off.
Trixie: Oh... I'm still getting paid though right.
Rarity: (sighs) Fine.. (gives her the amount of money she promised too).
Trixie: Thank you. (takes the money). Say. toi have any beer?
Rarity: No. Saten came and took the last one.
Trixie: (excitedly) Saten's still in town?
Rarity: I guess.,
Trixie: Great.. toi know where he might be.. Because I am totally NOT gonna stalk him.
Rarity: (shrugs unsurely)
THE END
Ending theme.
(theme song/Steven King IT)